ログインKael Vaelor is the sole survivor of the brutal massacre that wiped out the Silverfang wolf-shifter clan. His parents, his kin, his entire bloodline are slaughtered by Vortigern and his feared organization, the Crimson Shadows. From that night onward, Kael grows up with only one purpose burning in his chest: revenge. Years later, just as Kael finally closes in on Vortigern, fate intervenes in the form of Liora—a kind, beautiful waitress whose warmth and compassion cut through his hardened exterior. Their romance is intense and consuming, filled with passion, stolen nights, and whispered dreams of leaving the past behind. Betrayal strikes from the deepest place—Liora is secretly connected to the Crimson Shadows and played a role in the destruction of the Silverfangs. Overpowered and broken, Kael is beaten without mercy and thrown from a deadly cliff, left for dead. Believing Kael gone forever, Liora is consumed by grief and regret. Months pass in mourning until Dax, a loyal member of the gang who has always admired her, steps in to comfort her. Slowly, he earns her trust and heart, and she begins a new life at his side. Years later, Kael returns. Rescued from the brink of death and trained by a mysterious master, he comes back stronger, colder, and more dangerous than ever—an unstoppable force shaped by pain and survival. The city that once buried him now stands in his shadow. As Kael hunts down the Crimson Shadows, he also seeks answers from the woman who once meant everything to him. What remains between them—love or hatred, forgiveness or destruction—will decide the fate of everyone involved. The last Silverfang has come home… and his revenge is far from over.
もっと見るThe fire on the hill burned low now, just embers glowing red under the soft snow that started falling again.Thorne's body was ash, smoke rising slowly into the dark sky, carrying him somewhere beyond. Sable stood closest, her face turned away from the wind, shoulders shaking hard, but no sound came out. Ethan stood behind her, arms wrapped around her waist tight, chin on her shoulder as if he could hold the pieces together if he just didn’t let go.I watched from a little ways back—Aiden—Nyx beside me, her hand in mine cold from the night air. The twins sat on a log near Mom, Aria's head on Kai's shoulder, both quiet, like they understood more than kids their age should. Riven stood alone, face carved with deep lines, grief cutting fresh. His eyes were on the fire, but he wasn’t really seeing it.Sable finally spoke, voice rough like gravel. "He always said he'd go out fighting. Not… like this. Not feeding that thing."Ethan's arms tightened. "He saved the pups. Saved all of us. Hero
The trail north was colder than any winter we remembered.Snow crunched under our boots. Our breath froze in the air. But the real chill came from inside—from the grief we carried like stones in our chests.I walked point—Aiden—rifle slung over my shoulder, eyes scanning the dark trees against the white sky.Nyx followed close behind. Whenever the path allowed, her hand slipped into mine. Her belly was heavy now, nine months along, and every step took effort.She glanced at me, her gray eyes tired and afraid.“I feel the shadow close. It whispers names.”I squeezed her hand.“Yeah. It’s waiting for us.”Sable walked ahead, pulling the sled that carried Thorne’s wrapped body. Her face was stone, but her eyes were swollen from crying. Ethan walked beside her, one hand on the sled, the other resting gently on her back.Riven moved on Sable’s other side, silent and grieving.“Thorne was a good man,” he said quietly. “His sacrifice strengthens the alliance.”Sable’s voice was rough with pa
The funeral fire burned high on the hill that night. Orange flames clawed at the black sky as smoke carried Thorne’s body toward whatever waited after.Sable stood closest to the fire. Her face was hard as stone, but her eyes were red and raw. She held Ethan’s hand like he was the only thing keeping her upright.I—Aiden—stood behind Nyx with my arms around her waist, her back pressed to my chest. Her belly was round now. Our third pup kicked faintly inside her while grief weighed heavy on us both.She whispered, her voice breaking.“Thorne was a good man. He saved our pups… it cost him everything.”My throat burned as I nodded.“A hero. Like Grandpa Kael.”The family formed a quiet circle around the fire, crying softly as shared grief passed through us.Riven stood on Sable’s other side, his large hand resting on her shoulder. His own eyes shone with unshed tears.“Your heart is breaking for the first time,” he said gently. “Ethan is a good man to hold you through it.”Sable gave a sm
The valley wind stopped the day Aria lost her voice.Not a breeze. Not a single leaf moved. It felt like the whole world was holding its breath, waiting for the next bad thing to happen.I found her in the yard—Aiden—sitting on the grass with her knees pulled to her chest. Her mouth was open like she was screaming, but no sound came out.Sixteen. Tall. Strong. Beautiful. And terrified.Her gray eyes swirled faintly with black, the echo of the shadow still lurking inside.Nyx rushed out of the house, sobbing before she even reached us. She dropped to her knees and pulled Aria into her arms.“My girl… baby, talk to Mommy! Please, say something!”She bit her lip so hard it bled, tears pouring down her face.Aria reached for her mother desperately. Her mouth moved, but no sound came. Silent tears streamed down her cheeks.Kai ran out next, his light already glowing as he grabbed his sister’s hand.“Sis… did the shadow take your voice?”The family poured out of the house behind him.Mom an
The ruin chamber felt like walking into a mouth that wanted to swallow us whole.Black stone walls closed in tightly. The air was thick and cold, making it hard to breathe. The torches flickered weakly, as if they were afraid too.I walked in front—Aiden—holding Nyx’s hand tightly. Her other hand r
The shadow found us in the dead of night, slipping into the valley like smoke through cracks nobody knew were there.No wind. No sound. Just a heavy nothing pressing down, making the air hard to breathe.I woke first—Aiden—my heart pounding for no reason I could name. Nyx stirred beside me, her han
The prison entrance was a crack in the earth that looked like the world had tried to heal and failed.Jagged black stone framed the opening. No light reached inside. Cold air flowed out like the breath of something long dead.I stood at the edge—Aiden—holding Nyx’s hand tightly. Her free hand reste
The valley night was clear, stars sharp like broken glass.I sat on the porch steps—Aiden—beer gone warm in my hand, listening to the wind picking up, slow. Too slow. Like it was waiting.Nyx came out, quiet, wrapped in my old jacket, face pale in the moonlight.“She’s in her room again. Staring at












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